Normally he might have escaped with yet another mild rebuke had the minor matter that had landed him in court been dismissed on a technicality yet aga...n, such as one judge declaring a man with $80 sleeping on a park bench cannot be considered a vagrant. But this time Judge Willis thought perhaps five days in prison might turn around this guy who appeared on route to wasting his life. For goodness sake, he had a master’s in fine arts. How could he achieve that and have spent the past three years. When Garrett made his first trip up the bank he saw a familiar figure sitting in his chair drinking a beer. About the time he saw the figure, Kathy rose from the chair and said, "Damn you, Garrett, you worried me. Why didn't you tell me you were coming out here today? When you didn't answer your phone I got worried you got too drunk last night and fell off your balcony or something. I drove all the way to your place to check on you and you weren't there. I decided to come on out here to see if. It felt good to be able to turn on a man this way. It made me feel more confident in my femininity.The song ended, and Willie escorted me back to the table. He stood with his hand on the back of my chair, and I thought he was about to pull it out for me. Instead, he grabbed me and kissed me, trying to force his tongue between my lips. I smacked his cheek."Why don't you go and find someone your own age, Willie." I spread my left hand to show my rings, the diamond cluster next to my wedding. For a short moment she thought about it and answered."No.... we played round for little and he got a call on his mobile" dissapointment in her tone. Not sure where I was going, I asked,"Are you still wet..?" What do you mean...?" looking away."Is your pussy still wet...?" pushing further."Maybe..... is your dick hard" this time looking into my eyes."Maybe..... do you want to find out.....?"She thought it over for a moment and simply replied, "Okay...!"I didn't know if she was joking or not so I.